Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

The beggar's expression calmed down, and he even seemed a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to wait a little longer, young lady."

He just felt that he wouldn't die right now, and that he might have to wait a little longer.

"I'm very busy. Since you're in such a hurry to die anyway, I don't mind helping you out first."

The beggar thought he had misheard and paused for a moment before a black pill was stuffed into his mouth.

Fang Yu then lifted the water up for him: "Drink some water to calm your nerves, that way you'll die faster."

The pill had already dissolved in his mouth. The beggar knew he had been poisoned and there was no way to save him, so he didn't care what Fang Yu had given him. Perhaps it was poison that could end his life immediately.

After taking this pill, he felt a strange sensation, perhaps because he was dying and it was a hallucination. He felt his breathing became easier and his energy seemed to surge up.

He listened to Fang Yu's words and took another sip of water. It was just water, but it was completely different from what he usually drank. He couldn't help but drink a couple more sips.

This was spiritual spring water that Fang Yu specially prepared for Fang Xin. If this beggar had drunk it earlier, perhaps he wouldn't have obediently waited here to die.

After a few sips of the spiritual spring water, his breathing became instantly easier, giving the beggar a feeling that his life had been extended.

He touched himself in surprise to make sure it wasn't his imagination. He turned to look at Fang Yu, his voice clearly agitated: "What kind of medicine did you give me?"

He took his pulse as if possessed. Before taking the medicine, he was certain that he had a fatal pulse, but now he was clearly fine, as if the poison had been neutralized.

Fang Yu stood up, crossed her arms, and took two steps forward: "Naturally, it's the antidote. You helped Xin'er, that's the cause; I saved you, that's the effect."

Fang Yu's eyes flickered and locked onto the water pouch in his hand: "Alright, drink more water, and the remaining toxins in your body will naturally be completely eliminated."

If he was astonished just now, the beggar was now utterly shocked. No one could cure this poison except the one who poisoned him. He had even consulted doctors, hoping for the best, but to no avail.

Unexpectedly, this one black pill pulled him back from the brink of death.

When he came to his senses, Fang Yu had already walked a few steps away. He quickly got up and chased after her: "Miss, wait! I have no way to repay your life-saving grace. I am willing to sell myself to you."

Fang Yu stopped and looked at him: "I'm not forcing you, but you're doing this voluntarily?"

Without much hesitation, the beggar nodded: "My name is Fu Zhou. From now on, I will follow your lead, young lady, but..."

He hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Fang Yu had already seen through his thoughts: "You are quite skilled. You can stay by my side. I only have one request. I will not stop you from having your own things to do, but the premise is that protecting my family is the top priority."

Fu Ju suddenly looked up, perhaps a little incredulous: "Miss, can you trust me?"

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. Killing a person is very simple; there are hundreds of ways."

What was supposed to be a casual remark, Fu Ju sensed a deeper warning from Fang Yu. From their first meeting, he felt that Fang Yu was not as simple as he appeared.

He still asked out of curiosity, "This is a rare poison. Unless the person who poisoned it is incurable, how did you manage to cure it, young lady?"

Fang Yu pondered for a moment with a serious expression: "The truly wise hide in the city, the lesser wise hide in the wilderness."

Fu Ju nodded and asked no more questions.

Fang Yu glanced at him again from head to toe: "Let's go, I'll take you to change your clothes."

The two returned to Qingshan City and asked for a superior room, where Fujue could bathe and change.

Fang Yu waited quietly outside while drinking tea. As for why she intervened to save Fu Zhou, she knew from the first time she saw him that he had been poisoned and was near death.

A dying man who helps a stranger who has suffered misfortune must not be a bad person at heart. As for why he was poisoned, everyone has their own helplessness, and she couldn't be bothered to ask.

If she doesn't save him, he'll die. She's short-handed, so if she saves him, it'll be a good thing if he's willing to stay.

Footsteps approached her ears. Fu Zhou had changed into a black outfit, her waist was tightly bound, her messy hair was tied up with a hair crown, and her face had been carefully groomed.

His face was covered in dirt before, but after washing up, he looked quite handsome.

Fang Yu nodded: "Not bad, but since you are a man, try not to expose yourself to outsiders in the future."

Fu Ju cupped his hands in greeting, looking ready for anything: "Yes, Miss Fang."

This aura seems somewhat similar to Mo Jiu's, but this person doesn't look like a guard. How could someone let a guard be poisoned and slowly wait to die?

"Let's go, it's getting late, let's go home."

She said "go home," and upon hearing those two words, Fu Ju felt a surge of indescribable emotion.

They came out of the inn one after the other, and Mo Jiu, who happened to be passing by, saw them and also saw Fu Zhou behind her.

Mo Jiu stood there for a while, trying to process what he had seen. He couldn't recall ever having met this person before.

He went back and reported it to Xiao Jingqi.

"Stranger, did you see clearly?" Xiao Jingqi's question was somewhat serious, leaving Mo Jiu unsure of his meaning.

Mo Jiu paused for a moment and then nodded: "Yes, should I go and investigate? That man seems unusual, but... Master, we're setting off back to Yunjing soon, so there shouldn't be any need to investigate, right?"

Mo Jiu knew that Fang Yu posed no threat to them, so naturally he didn't want to go through this trouble again.

Xiao Jingqi narrowed her eyes slightly beneath the satin, an indescribable light flashing in her dark depths: "Go check it out."

The journey back was quiet. Fang Yu didn't ask Fu Zhou about his past, and Fu Zhou didn't say much either.

But as they approached the village entrance, without Fang Yu saying anything, Fu Zhou took the initiative to distance himself from her, even hiding in the shadows to go home with her.

The workers were still busy, and smoke was rising from the chimneys beside the tents. Fang Xin rolled up her sleeves and cooked while watching the fire.

Li walked over to Fang Yu first, pulled her aside, and while wiping her sweat, she carefully asked, "Yu'er, has something happened to Xin'er? Her eyes were red when she came back, as if she had been crying. When I asked her, she wouldn't say anything, and her hand was injured too."

Li looked worried, and her brows furrowed unconsciously when she looked at Fang Xin.

"It's alright." Fang Yu comforted Li Shi, "If Xin'er doesn't say anything, then it really is alright. I'll settle everyone's wages first. I have something important to say later. Mother, you should rest for a while."

Upon entering the tent, one could see two strings of copper coins on the table, the same ones Fang Xin brought back from selling roasted meat, a sight that appeared every day.

In the shadows, Fu Zi, half-exposed, watched Fang Xin wiping the sweat from her forehead with her elbow as she swung a spoon in her hand, and he gently curled the corners of his lips into a smile.

After the workers received their wages and left, Fang Xin and Li had already served the meal.